Summary: Lita moved from Winnipeg to Regina, all in hopes to meet new people she could actually count on, whereas in Winnipeg everyone had betrayed her, and put her in the hospital - barley able to give trust to anyone, she meets someone who has had it a lot worse than she could ever think of.

Never thought this summary would turn out bad. anywho, on with the story!

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I'm Giving Up

Chapter 1

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"Come on, let's go… now Lita!" A loud boisterous voice boomed through the small apartment effectively waking the sixteen year old female. The sound of heavy footsteps ran up the stairs and towards the girl's door, slamming it open and walked over to the bed, grasping the sheets and prying them off the girl, causing a moan and Lita to turn over onto her stomach, arms lazily hanging over her head and her long black hair creating a curtain to block the little light of the morning.

"Lita Kai-Marie!! Get up this instant! Do you know how much money I've spent on this school!?" A groan was her answer before using her left foot to try and grab the blanket back from her rather annoying mother, which didn't really go very well.

"Get up now!" Slam… She threw the damn blankets onto her and slammed the door. Well, what a motivation to get up.

Groggily Lita sat up and rubbed her eyes, taking a glance at her alarm clock which showed in bright red bulky letters… 5:45 am… She narrowed her eyes at it, wishing it would burn. She was not made for mornings. She was when she was a baby, but now, she just hated it with a passion.

"Mooooommm!" She stood up slowly, glancing around her room. "What the hell am I wearing!?"

"Do not swear, young lady! Your uniform is on the chair next to your stereo!" …Uniform… oh Jesus. Lita walked over to said chair and picked up the bright burgundy and yellow school uniform, grimacing at the colors and exactly what she had to wear. The skirt was too short – short being higher than her knee's – and completely preppy looking; the jacket was what any other uniform jacket would look like, the white shirt underneath the jacket which held the emblem of said school on it. It was just horrid. She didn't even like the colors; it just clashed with her eyes, burgundy and bright crystal blue eyes with specks of gold. She would probably be the only one with a nose piercing in the school; God knows she's going to be told to take it out.

Growling lightly, she sat down on the chair, holding the skirt in her arms and whined lightly. She just had to move to Regina, where she was almost fine in Winnipeg, and too make it all the better she had to go to a private school for both genders. She was fine with the males; it was the females that pissed her off.

"I'm going to get into so many fights; it's not even going to be funny…" Lita sighed softly, rubbing her forehead before getting out of the chair and moving into the bathroom to get ready. After a fifteen minute long shower, she brushed her long black hair and put it up in a messy pony-tail, not really caring how it looked. Grasping her black eye liner, she put it on and slammed the stick down onto the counter. Looking herself over quickly she just shook her head and walked out of the bathroom and down the stairs.

"Mother dearest. Where is the school, and what time do I have to be there?" She grabbed a piece of toast and shoved it into her mouth, taking a rather large bite.

"Hm, well, its three blocks down so you can walk, and you should be there in… five minutes." Her mother smiled cheekily and started to shove her into the porch.

Now, she loved her small, tiny most breakable mother, but sometimes, she wished that she could strangle her. Her Mother sometimes acted a little too much like her, and it was a creepy thought, except, she was more nice and didn't have a bitch fit over some people parking in their parking space… Yeah, Lita was a total rebel… sometimes.

"Mom, why did you do that? You should have told me I was supposed to be there for five after six! And! It's too God damn early!"

"Lita! Do not use the lord's name in vein!"

"God help me!"

"Lita!"

She laughed and grabbed her backpack, throwing it over her shoulder and slipping on the recommended black shoes and ran out the door, jumping down the three steps and kept running after slipping four steps into it.

"Aha! I found you, you SOB!" She growled lowly, she dashed into the closing fencing of the school yard, and already she was getting looks like 'who's the new kid' or 'wow, she's pretty hot.' Which, she never really considered. She was a small girl, only about 120 lbs, and she didn't even have big boobs either, and her face was too light for it to match the rest of her body, and she had a couple pimples in some places on her face. She scratched the back of her head in thought before figuring out she needed her schedule.

Walking through the courtyard she could already see the preps and the depressed people, aka, the emo's. There were other groups but they didn't really appeal to her too much. There was a group near one of the larger trees that looked practically dead. She could tell there were three guys and two females standing over there, though, she couldn't really tell what they looked like from being so far away. Shaking her head lightly she stepped into the large school, gasping as she saw a huge chandelier hanging in the middle of the hallway.

The only thought running through her mind was: 'I wonder what would happen if someone hung off that…?'

"Hey, are you new here?" It was a guy's voice, obviously by the masculinity coming from it. Turning her head to look at the male, she nodded, but grimaced once noticing it was one of the more preppy people. He was rather tall and had dark blue hair, onyx eyes and a smirk that practically said 'I'm going to make you mine.' His jacket was opened to show his chest, which was rather pointless cause of the shirt.

"Yeah, I guess I am… Can you show me to the… principles office?" She forgot what they were called here.

"You mean the headmaster? Yeah, follow me." He nodded his head, his voice trying to sound seductive, or flirty. She just shuddered and followed behind him anyways, earning glares from some of the females as the two passed them.

The two walked silently before they came to the apparent office and she was called in, said preppy person number one waited outside. Lita looked around the office, taking in all the books in the room, the carpet on the floor looked pretty expensive too, like she didn't want to step on it.

"Lita, sit down please."

"Uhh… Yeah…" Walking to the chair the headmaster pointed out, she took her backpack off her shoulder and dropped it in front of her legs. Looking up, she met the headmaster's dark blue eyes, which screamed he wanted to rape her. Suddenly uncomfortable, she smiled lightly.

"Can I have my schedule please?" She hated faking being nice, but she guessed it became a custom to her, to make other happy, that is.

"Yes, I guess you can." The older male reached and opened a drawer, and shifted around in it for a moment, before pulling out a stack of papers and put them on the desk. Slowly, one by one, he licked his finger and looked through the sheets. Suddenly the buzzer went off, causing her to jump lightly.

"Mr. Rafter, 'He' got in trouble again, want me to send him in?" The lady over the intercom sounded bored, but Lita was more curious to who was this 'he'.

The headmaster sighed softly, mumbling under his breathing about children and fighting. "Yes, send him in." He paused for a moment, looking up at Lita. "You will have to wait a moment until I get your schedule."

Lita nodded, hearing the door behind her opening. Turning her head she saw a male with unruly blood red hair, jade eyes rimmed with black like he was an insomniac or he just loved to put eyeliner on his eyelids… Which would be weird… just a waste of eyeliner – anyways, Her eyes widened lightly seeing the tattoo thingy on his forehead, it was a kanji symbol, that much she knew, but she could tell exactly what it was. She may have been half-Japanese, but, she wasn't really good with reading it.

"Sabaku no Gaara, this was your final warning for starting fights on the property, you're suspended for three days, go home and think about what you've done."

Lita smirked, a small snort escaping her lips, causing both males to look at her. Shaking her head, she smiled lightly. "Uhm, sorry, that was rude of me."

Said Gaara just glared at her, and she continued to smile, not fazed by the glare she was receiving. Her smile just practically said 'Good going on the first day'.

Gaara knew this girl was going to be a problem.

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R i d 3 r: Well, uhm, a new one, again. Yes, I really need to stop making new stories, but I just couldn't get this idea out of my head. For everyone reading, She is my Sin, I'm still working on it, and it should be up in about a day or so. Anyways! Review please!